Family Tree Lyrics by Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Family Tree Lyrics

    (Krayzie) (chorus)
    Yeah come on come on come on, this is my family this is my family
    my family, this is my family this is my family my family
    (Layzie)
    Lord help me make up my mind
    which way do I turn when there’s so much stress
    surroundin’ me daily? This world’s so cruel and shady
    and I really do miss my baby baby boy, oh boy
    me and yo’ baby brother we keeps the rhythm
    You’ll always be our lil’ nigga, and I know yo’ mama miss ya
    Picture the day when I get my callin’ but until then
    I guess i’m stuck [Oh Fuck]
    The (team) knew I meant so much when I get to Heaven they’re
    Boy what’s up? We can ride and roll, I know
    without this Po-Po trailin’, bailin’
    although in heaven betcha that’s a promise
    Comin’ with tha niggaz can’t test this
    creep if heat is all ya
    Rollin with tha niggaz that pack the heat
    and the sack of weed straight out of control
    Test tha souls, hoes, nigga rolls, playa haters
    and tha po-po as well
    Figure (?) everybody need (?) and we livin’ in hell
    nigga really can’t tell, so why?
    Prepare for the worst and hope for the best
    and the rest as written, some wanna treat my
    like I’m forbidden, but I’m just lookin’ for the shit that’s hittin
    Could I be? Come a little bit closer
    why you cautious when you approaches?
    Is ya scared of tha fact we soldiers Mo’ Thug
    breakaz fittin’ ta take shit over
    Under my halo pray mo’ say Mo’ Thug wit love
    to tha depth that tha game goes
    Die all you hoes, foes, and you propose.

    (w/ Ken Dawg) Nigga better roll than get rolled over
    we shuttin’ shit down, and you
    know a nigga love to get buck wild
    pow come fuck wit me now [now, now]

    (Krayzie)
    This is my family, this is my family, my family
    This is my family, this is my family, my family
    This is my family, this is my family, my family
    This is my family, this is my family, my family..

    (Bizzy)
    Thug ( ? ) my hood is drug prison and (?)
    is my mission, we heatin’ shit why vision?
    Be crooked (?) beginnin’ of my endin’ (?)
    Why is my mind spinnin? (?)I’ll say hey, fuck it
    my family ain’t livin’ for nothin’ but strugglin
    was one of the reasons I’m thuggin
    instead of (straight) hustlin’ (?) Somebody tell me somethin
    what is there? Nothin? If I give you, what’ll you (?) me
    you’ll fuck it all up for the love of (lust)
    Cause I love you so, but unlike my friend you’re just my foe
    Peace till the end of the road cause we’re all gone
    But no, nigga don’t lose your (soul)
    But it(?) Trust in mine, alright then we can roll.[roll, roll]

    (Krayzie)
    This is my family, this is my family, my family
    This is my family, this is my family, my family
    This is my family, this is my family, my family
    This is my family, this is my family, my family..

    (Wish)
    Cause you’re, too young,mama, and daddy, when ya
    lay down and (have some eggs?) and I remember y’all breakin’ up
    Doin’it layin’ down. What went wrong?
    Was it me? But I ain’t mad at’cha
    cause outta all that shit I got two sista’s and a brother
    and I learned to harmony
    On the streets, on tha Clair, that’s where
    I’m from y’all, on the streets of tha Clair
    that’s where I met Bone Thugs y’all it’s gettin’ time to be a man
    gotta get out tha house cause I can’t stand mommy’s man
    he talks with his hand
    Come come creep on tha streets with me
    that’s where I learned how to sell drugs
    it’s where I learned how to (pull/pump) slugs
    it’s necessary, necessary for me to get down for mine
    so I creep and I (grind) (?) give it up but get down
    And I know that shit was wrong but
    don’t blame me, blame tha thugsta in me
    Cause that’s where that shit comes from [comes from]
    Bloody red rum, nigga, we nuttin’ but survivors, (?)
    we survivors,that’s why we be..

    (Krayzie)
    This is my family, this is my family, my family
    This is my family, this is my family, my family
    This is my family, this is my family, my family
    This is my family, this is my family, my family..

    Get ready to duck bitch or get fucked up boy
    don’t fuck around (?) in tha grave and yo
    brains’ll be hangin’ damaged by (?)
    Everyday we see mo’ niggaz hatin’, fakin’, playa
    (hatin’) it’s getting contagious, why do these niggaz
    think they can break us
    Wanna grab my pump y’all niggaz better try to grab
    what’s left of yo’ chest niggaz be talkin’ and then
    they get caught up in shit, now meet them faces of death
    We let’em keep talkin’ man they dog us man it’s all the same
    But what did we gain by givin’ you niggaz fame?

    ( [Flesh] So we let them wreck us (?) )
    Tha 44 magnum tag’em (stacked) like them
    niggaz or (?) like the people that (?) ‘em (?)
    callin’ me follow me down to tha corner slip
    up and you’re gonna get blasted
    What do you wanna dis me for? Jealous then nigga drop
    Nigga we (?)drinkaz be (?) everytime
    To tha 99 times out of 100 we gon’ dis somebody, somebody
    [Yeah] y’all niggaz get carried off wit them bodies (?) y’all
    find that smokin’ that grass
    Nigga pass tha (pump) (we takin) a loss and wakin up in
    their coffin. Oh nigga (?) but when we come they run
    but we’re gonna catch’em and one day God forgive me
    I don’t know what got to me, but then me nigga they’ll all fall down
    way down face down, ain’t got nothin but love them niggaz
    wanna test my (?) sayin’ nigga you know that[that, that, that]
    You know we gettin them [say nigga you know that, that, that, that]
    bad, bad. Them thugs them niggaz
    [ I figures you knowthat, that, that,that] (?). (?)
    [You niggaz should know that,that, that, that]
    Yeah,yeah,[my niggaz you know that, you know that, that, that, that]
    yeah yeah. It’s 19 90 90 90 90 90...it’s almost
    1990 90 90 90 90, it’s almost 1990 90 90 9 9 9 9... [Gunshot]

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